If Ruoyu didn't know her current identity, she wasn't very surprised when she heard Jun Wuxia's last sentence, but she just turned her head to avoid Jun Wuxia's hot breath.
Seeing Ruoyu just lowering her head slightly, Jun Wuxia couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. How could such silence be her character?
However, the slightly puzzled expression passed quickly. Jun Wuxia smiled softly, still looking calm, as if he didn't even hear the heart-rending shouts of the woman who had been dragged out.
Slowly faded into painful sobs
"I was actually going to your place. Since it's such a coincidence, bring the things up." Jun Wuxia's hand covered Ruoyu's cheek, with a warm and smooth texture, as intimate as a lover.
He actually wants to give himself something?
Ruoyu's hand that she just let go of could not help but tighten it again. Although the time she got to know Jun Wuxia was very short, Ruoyu gradually understood that the gentler this Jun Wuxia was smiling, the more he seemed to be in the dark.
Holding an invisible knife, he can swing it at him with a smile at any time
In response to Jun Wuxia's words, the guard who came over was still the same guard who splashed water just now, but now he was holding a brown-red lacquered pasta box in his hand. He carefully stepped and placed the food box on the low small table next to Jun Wuxia's hand.
Opening layers on the table
There are four layers in the food box, and the top three layers are filled with cool side dishes. Only the last layer contains six round Heyi pancakes. The edges of the Heyi pancakes are carefully folded with a circle of folds, and they are even more lit in the middle.
A little bit of red, looks very delicious
Could it be that this prince wants to treat himself to something?
Looking at the food on the table, Ruoyu's stomach growled unsatisfactorily. Ruoyu hadn't eaten anything since she came here. In addition, her body was already weak, and now she was suffering from such visual stress.
Impact...
"Come, sit down and have something to eat. I specially asked the kitchen to cook it for you." Jun Wuxia moved toward the small stool next to Ruoyu, with a disturbing smile still on his handsome face.
When Ruoyu saw Jun Wuxia's hospitality, she originally wanted to fight, but her heart was really empty, so she sat down after listening to the words, and reluctantly comforted herself that this was Jun Wuxia's world, and she could only obey her fate now.
When Jun Wuya saw Ruoyu sitting down, he thoughtfully picked up a piece of Heyi cake with chopsticks and placed it on the porcelain plate in front of Ruoyu and said, "Try this."
When Ruoyu heard this, she picked up the fragrant and glutinous Heyi Pancake with the bamboo chopsticks that had been set out and put it in her mouth...
When you first put it in your mouth, you can feel that this Heyi Pancake has a light aroma of rice. The outer skin is slightly crispy, cool but not hard. But when you bite it with a little force, you can feel a slightly salty rust-like taste.
At the end of the day, I even felt the flow in it - what was wrapped in this agreeable cake was actually warm blood!
Ruoyu felt that her empty stomach suddenly started to swell, and her chest felt as if it had been hit by a boulder. She was so painful that she could only open her mouth wide and spit out the Heyi Pancake. The messy Heyi Pancake stuck to Ruoyu's face.
White glutinous rice intertwined with red blood...
Jun Wuxia, with a deep smile on his face and eyes, picked up another Heyi cake and put it on Ruoyu's plate and said, "It seems you like it very much, eat all of them."
Ruoyu was panting rapidly and raised her hands to overturn the plate containing the Heyi Pancakes, but before she could reach her hand, a boy rushed up from behind and held down her sleeves. She looked up and saw Jun Wuxia squinting.
Keep yourself
Her thin lips with a sexy aura opened slightly, and her tone was plain but powerful: "Eat all the rest."
Ruoyu was held down and unable to move. Looking at the He Yibing being pushed closer, the nauseating smell of blood appeared in her mouth again. She breathed slightly and said, "Why should I listen to you?"
After hearing Ruoyu's words, Jun Wuya leaned forward, carelessly tossing the Heyi cakes on the plate with the bamboo chopsticks in his hands and said with a smile, "I know Miss Ruoyu has always been ruthless, but she thought she still had some feelings for her mother, like this
It seems that he no longer cares about his biological mother in prison."
Ruoyu couldn't help but be stunned when she heard Jun Wuya's words, her mother?
When she first heard the word mother, Ruoyu felt as if her heart had been violently tugged by an invisible hand. What came to her mind was a quiet person in a small two-inch black and white photo.
Even though she understood that the person Jun Wuxia said was not her mother, Ruoyu's heart was still beating uncontrollably. Since she had the same face as Qingwen, then her mother
Could it be that he also looks like in his old photos...
The moonlight is slightly cool, the light and shadow are pouring...
Although there was still a strong fishy smell with every mouthful, Ruoyu still stuffed the Heyi Pancake into her mouth again and again, straightening her neck and forcefully swallowing the Heyi Pancake.
It was still smooth, but the feeling of being pressed down by the boulder in my chest was still getting heavier, and even the nerves on my fingertips that were touching the Heyi Pan were shouting fragilely.
When the last piece of Heyi Pan was eaten, his face, hands, and clothes were all messy scarlet.
"Heh, does it taste the same as Miss Ruo's?" Jun Wuxia used his fingertips to brush away the residue from the corners of Ruoyu's lips and asked with a smile.
"It's delicious." Her stomach was still churning like a huge lang, but Ruoyu said with a raised face and a sneer, her unyielding look was like a more delicate night rose being ravaged.
However, Ruoyu never expected that the little bit of dignity she had managed to maintain would be instantly shattered by Jun Wuxia's next words.
Jun Wuxia narrowed his eyes slightly, held his chin with his hand and chuckled at himself. The next sentence he said was actually: "Yes, how can it be that the Heyi cake wrapped in his mother's blood tastes unpalatable..."
.”
Looking at Ruoyu who was vomiting violently, there was a deep light in Jun Wuxia's eyes. Compared with the pain that she had suffered over the years, it was just superficial.
The days are still as clear as a knife. This is what she owes herself...